Ian walked into the classroom, fresh from trying to find something to eat. He was feeling a little sleepy and poorly rested. He hoped he'd have the concentration to handle today's class. His concentration skills had been rubbish for the most part since the feast. Understandable, but unfortunately not very useful. As he walked in, he made a point to actually speak to the professor. G'day, professor. Having gotten the obligatory pleasantry out of the way, he looked through the room for a seat.

Gazing around, he saw Adi and AJ (mental note, sit away from them). He saw the girl he'd sat near in History of Magic or DADA. He couldn't remember which and a few other students he wasn't sure of who they were. He decided to head for the back. He walked to the far wall, took the wall down toward the rear of the classroom and sat in the back corner seat, farthest from the door. In a challenging situation, he'd be the last to be able to make it from the room. Maybe not the best choice, but it was his choice. He looked through his satchel and found a bit of scrap paper and his quill. He took them out and began to doodle, while he waited for class to start.